User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Riddle of the Lost Blade/@comment-3474228-20120129234649/@comment-3474228-20120321021503

Vulcan calls out to the creatures up on the wall. "Follow usss and your Abbot will die, foolish woodlanderss!" Vulcan shoves Searat and Fingul into the march, and then follows behind the rest of the horde.

The otters who had descended the ladder immediately rush to help the injured Herquil, while one of them inspects the two weasels and the rat, who attempts to remain still. However, with a poke, the otter is able to make the rat flinch, and the injured rat is hauled up roughly. "We're gonna make a pretty one outta yew, rat." The rat averts his eyes and whimpers.